#dontworryimasamplesize

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As a general rule you shouldn’t expect too much from people, darling.

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Goddammit, Victor.

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Oh Kamikaze.

Louise could feel the blood flowing from the wound to her stomach and the searing pain shooting through her body was making her eyes water. Aside from the metal embedded in her flesh, she knew one of her lungs had been punctured when Bruce’s kicks to her frame snapped her ribs. The familiar coppery taste lingered in her mouth as her airway clogged and she coughed, closing her eyes tightly when a thin stream flowed from her lips and down over her cheek. Louise cautiously shifted, pressing her elbows painfully into the cold ground beneath her and attempting to lift herself enough to survey the damage, her surroundings but she quickly dropped, her head hitting stone as the alley faded to black around her.

Louise shot the older man a glare as he fumbled with the canister of red liquid, spilling a sizeable portion on the table less than an inch from where her fingers lay. She didn’t move, instead offering a loud sigh. Bobby had tasked her with teaching one of his - ‘their’ associates with building one of her bombs but he was unsteady, jittery from the mountain of cocaine he’d snorted over the previous few hours to ‘calm’ his nerves. 
 “Start again.” 
“I’ve been building these fucking things for an hour…”
 “And you’re no faster. You haven’t improved, Rhinebeck.” She snatched the chemical from his hands, pouring it back into the bottle. “You need to be precise.” “Louise…” “Start again.” He fixed her with a glare that she returned but when his eyes drifted above her and he hesitantly resumed his work, Louise knew they had been joined by the household authority. She gave a small, near unnoticeable shudder when Bobby’s deft fingers trailed through her hair and she paused to steel herself before looking back to him with a false yet broad smile that remained in place when met his lecherous gaze. “How are things progressing?” “Slowly but he’ll learn.” She happily shifted her attention back to Rhinebeck, chewing her bottom lip. “Another time, little one.” Louise stifftened as his hand moved around her neck. “Bruce, take Tammy, Jaime and Victor out in the town car. The package is due in four hours. We’ll meet you later.” She watched as Bruce nodded happily and climbed to his feet, smirking as he shifted from her line of sight.

Louise stirred, her eyes opening and taking a long few moments to absorb the violently white ceiling she was staring at. Movement beside her, coupled with a well known but anguished voice drew her gaze away. She raised an eyebrow as Victor edged closer, perching on the edge of the bed beside her and dramatically pulled her into a hug. Louise hissed slightly in pain but she accepted her friend’s embrace, sighing in quiet relief when he let her go. “Easy, baby.” She paused. “How did you find me?” “I followed you. I had the feeling you were going to do something really stupid, baby.” He glared down at her. “You’re insane, aren’t you? I’m not sure if I should be thankful or offended that you didn’t invite me.” “It was a mistake. I cornered him.” Victor nodded, his expression filled with a concern that seemed foreign on his face. “What now?” “We finish it.” “Oh, it’s a ‘we’ situation now? Spare me.” She smirked as he mockingly rolled his eyes, punching him gently in the leg; he looked back to her with a smile before laying on the bed beside her. “You need to get better fast, baby. Q Bar isn’t wheelchair accessible.” Louise laughed, laying her head against his shoulder. “Thank you.”

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dontworryimasamplesize replied to your photo

….baby…delicious

Victor! Baby, I've missed you so much. We need to be face to face really soon.

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dontworryimasamplesize replied to your post: Baby…

Baby…father called, he wants me back at college

Victor, what are you talking about? What are you going to do? You can't leave. You know that.

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Victor!!!

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Mong.

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((Going to get some shut eye. I owe the tagged people various things because I am a slack turd; if I also owe you and seem to have forgotten, do feel free to poke me in the eye/s. Bonne nuit.